Here is the distilled essence of our fatal fantasy. Everything in this world is breakable, destructible and mortal. Everything passes away. Everything is overturned. Everyone dies. What is precious, what is breakable, deserves to be handled with care. Yet we are determined to break the foundation of all that we possess as a people [by, inter alia, being blithely accepting of bona fide native-born citizens who are actually hostile to our Constitution].Mr. Nyquist writes also of the “residue of degenerates” always present in civilized societies that is restrained by the police in good times but which is set loose to murder and plunder when revolution removes all outward restraint.
“The human mind craves fantasy,” says Mr. Nyquist, the truth of which statement is borne out by the unwillingness of liberals to confront the reality of hostility on the part of other citizens, religions, and cultures.
To confront that reality requires preparation for zero-sum contests where advantage is won by sacrifice and fierce resistance -- not by fawning, feeble smiles, endless one-sided "compromise," nifty tattoos, and groovy ear rings.
Far better to pretend there is no threat, order another cardamom/nutmeg chai, and read some more poetry.
"When Fantasy is Fatal." By J. R. Nyquist, 9/11/09.
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